Frog Eyes

Crystal Blip by Frog Eyes

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This is how I play the song! Lyrics are my own interpretations.
Suggestions and corrections welcome!


[Verse 1]

            D              G           F#m                          Bm
You're a crystal blip on a TV screen, there for a second, then you fail to the screams,
               Em                   Bm                        D       A         Em  
And a million righteous scrambled pixels and then there has gotta be some that slip away,
            D                  G        F#m                         Bm
You're a scrambled shot on a radio, a plastic blip from a plastic stereo,
               Em                 Bm                      D       A        Em  
And a million righteous beggars screamed that there has gotta be one that slips away,
           D                           G
You're a notch on the sword, you're a nail in the board, 
            F#m                              Bm
You should never be born now with all those plans to abort,
Em                                   Bm                        D        A             Em  
Wishing all those boats back to the edge of the bay, tie them fast and don't let one slip away,
           D                 G              F#m                         Bm
You're a broken kid with a shiny tooth, you seal your mouth with the greenest of truths,
           Em                        Bm           D              A           Em 
You shall rise in the fall of the Americans, and leave yourself out of some fray,
           D               A           Em
You shall float upon the slick of a greasiest day.
[Chorus]

              E                  F#m
Oh, when you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
             D                       Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
          E                  F#m
When you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
             D                       Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.


[Verse 2]

            D             G                F#m                             Bm
You're a minister at the end of a dream, taxing a hundred ferries so they might cross your stream,
Em                        Bm               D         A         Em  
So is in the heart of a mariner, who has taken his craft and floated away,
            D             G                F#m                                 Bm
You'll say bad hole is a gift to the sun, take this couple cloud and wrap it around well you might be stunned,
Em                        Bm                  D            A           Em  
Lightning has a way of striking anyone, who stands in the path of an oilman,
            D            A          Em  
Who shall float in the wake of an oilman,
            D              A           Em  
Who shall float upon the slick of an oilman,
          D              A                     Em  
He shall walk onto the sand and say that it's over today.


[Chours]

              E                  F#m
Oh, when you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
             D                       Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.
          E                  F#m
When you run, run, run, run, Run, run, run,
             D                       Bm
Because you run, run, run, because you're wrong.


[Bridge]

     D                      Bm                     G                       A
And don't forget that the demons struck, and they blow their homes by the sea,
    D                       Bm               G                            A
A chair shall rust by the beaches blustery gust of air as it strikes the day,
         D                      Bm                    G                   A
And you don't forget that the demons struck and they blow their homes by day,
D       Bm                 G                           A
Today, today! You were righteous! You were righteous today! 


[Verse 3]

           D                      G                  F#m                     Bm
And you're on the phone, and you pray for snow, and snow is of all, it's no longer snow,
Em                       Bm                   D    A         Em  
Wait on the limbs of a family man, who shall walk onto some stage,
           D    A         Em
Who shall walk onto some stage,
            D      A      Em
Who shall harness your audiences rage,
           D       A                Em
Who will play his dark porn on the edge of some stage.


[Chorus/Outro]

          E               G
When you run, run, run, run!
          E               G
When you run, run, run, run!
          E               G
When you run, run, run, run!
          E               G
When you run, run, run, run!
                 D
Because you're wrong.

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